KYLE — Silver Platter

[Verse 1] Alright well she thinks I'm in love, right? Well, I mean, fuck I shouldn't have gave her that hug, right? When it comes down to it Every girl in the world wants me though Nigga I can look good in a speedo No lie I can see it in her eyes She wants D.i.K from K.i.D though Way on top of my A game Everyone else way lame Your style has been gone, you arrived on that late train You think you're cool like fake chains Niggas ain't foreally though And ain't nobody fuckin' with you, fake brands of cereal And I know what these girls think They can just fuck with my brain And make me do what they say But they can't I know 'cause I'm way on top of my flow And shes has nuthing that's inside So I'm out the window Yeah I don't do really girls who do nothin' but gossip Try to say some nice things Your breath stinks When you talk shit and that's real [Verse 2] Alright well it's K dot I dot D dot, damn Niggas know that I'm so for real I always kill and I'm always trill And I'm always something these niggas feel I am way up over your head still I'm stacked up with bread still You're headed nowhere like running on a treadmill Niggas FxL is my team yo Nothin' comes in between bro Super Mitch and Super Chris, they're all addicted to weed though I am addicted to gettin it by any and all means I'm not addicted to girls but they're addicted to me Maybe because I got something inside K.i.D is a hell of a guy You're hell of irrelevant, dealing with I I'm Super Duper, nigga right? Right! Oh yeah Skinny niggas runnin' shit [Outro] I'm the fuckin' best that's ever fuckin' lived in life haha TEXAS HAUS! TRILL NIGGA! CHOP & SCREW DAT, SUPER DUP THAT! AGH!